Luyện nghe bài hát Forget About Dre

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been
Hated on by most these niggas no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no boats, no snowmobiles, and no
Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family groceries
Got a crib with a studio and all full of tracks to add to the wall
Full of plaques, hanging up in the office in back of my like trophies
Did y'all I'mma let my dough freeze, ho please
You better bow down on knees, who you think taught you to smoke trees
Who you brought you the oldies
Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop
And the group that said the police
Gave you a tape full of beats
To bump when you stroll through in your
And when your album wasn't doing too good
the Doctor they told you to go see
Y'all better up closely, all you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all, if don't like me, blow me
are gonna keep fucking around with me and turn me back to the old me

Nowadays everybody talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their
a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot Dre

everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out they move their lips
a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you
Or tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna things in a bloodier way
just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was by
With a on
I caught a guy
Give me an eye
And I him up in the parking lot
With his Kani
I don't give a fuck if dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna a Dodge
When I'm as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a garage
out with two broken legs
Trying to it off
you too bitch, call the cops
I'mma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking
And when the came through
Me and Dre stood next to a down house
a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And weren't found out
From here on out the Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's
And I'm loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz the windows up
the temp goes up to the mid-80s
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I crazy
There's no way that you can me, it's okay, go with him Hailie

everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when move their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like they forgot Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got to say
But nothing comes out when they move lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like they about Dre

If it was up to me, you would stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me, like you want something
When my last CD was out, you bumping me
But now that I got little company
Everybody wanna come to me it was some disease
But you won't get a from me
Cause I'm from the of Compton
I told 'em all, all little gangstas
Who you think helped 'em all
Now you run around talking bout guns like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em all, cause I well off
Now all I get is mail all day saying Dre fell off
What I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
Tryin' to get this label off
I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of
It ain't gonna be nothin' that
So me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So all the Mad Rappers at
like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage
that I was strapped with gats
While you cuddling a Cabbage Patch

Nowadays wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when move their lips
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their
Just a bunch of
And motherfuckers act like forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move lips
a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot Dre